Thursday, October 9, 2014

It's Laugh Or Cry

Last night I sent this text to my husband:

"The why's and how's are not important, just this awful truth: our dogs ate people poop off our living room floor."

In these true life experiences, often the choice is to laugh or to cry. I'm going to laugh. Sure, there was poop on the floor, and yes, the dogs found it before any of us adult type people knew there was a problem, but holy macaroni, this is going to be a darn funny story to tell for the rest of our lives!

1 comment:

When my dogs do crap like that (pun intended), it's a long time before I can ever look at them the same again. They're so gross. I'm not going to question why there was people poop on your living room floor.

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I'm a wife of 22 years to a Coastie turned tugboat Engineer, mom to a 20 year old son, an 18 year old daughter, two spoiled rotten beagles, and one darling dachshund pomeranian. I'm a book addict, a gardener with a light green thumb, a coffee junkie, and I could eat pizza every day of my life and be fat but happy!